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Eight hundred and eleventh chapter dip your light

The process of rehearsal of the New Year party has just begun.

Therefore, the Cultural Hall seems a bit messy.

After taking Chen Ming here, the girl at the front desk jumped and left.

Chen Ming was crowded in the crowd and came behind Zhu Ping'an and shouted softly: "Uncle Zhu."

Zhu Ping'an looked back at Chen Ming and smiled and said, "It's coming very quickly."

"You go to the backstage to see those show artists first."

After explaining to the person in front of you, Zhu Ping'an completely focused on Chen Ming.

Although Chen Ming has never seen Zhu Ping'an's appearance, Zhu Ping'an often sees Chen Ming's image photos online.

at the moment,

Zhu Ping'an held his chest with one hand and stroked his chin with the other: "The real person looks a little better than the photos."

Chen Ming scratched his head.

Zhu Ping'an did not continue to joke and patted Chen Ming on the shoulder: "Come to the backstage with me."

Chen Ming followed Zhu Ping'an and was very well-behaved.

The cultural hall is divided into two parts.

In front of the stage is the guest area.

Judging from the number of seats, it can accommodate about one thousand to two thousand guests.

Behind the stage is the artist area.

There are many rooms here.

There will be a replacement brand in every room. Whoever has the name written on the brand means that there is already someone in the room.

Rooms without names are empty.

Chen Ming glanced behind Zhu Ping'an. Most of the rooms had names, and only three or four rooms were left empty.

Obviously, Chen Ming was the last one among the rehearsal artists.

Others who attended the party were already preparing in the room.

If you push a room open, the room is not large, but it has all the internal organs.

There are special makeup areas for artists, and there are also clothing areas for changing clothes.

There is even an entertainment area that provides rest and massage.

It can be said that this room takes all people's needs into consideration.

Zhu Ping'an took Chen Ming to an empty room and signaled Chen Ming to sit there casually.

"There are twenty-three programs in this New Year's party."

“A large choir program, three modern poetry recitations, eight song singing, five sketch performances, and six dance performances.”

Very complete!

Almost all types of party programs are included.

I wish you an old planner.

How to arrange the program reasonably is too simple for him.

After saying this, Zhu Ping'an's eyes were bright and he stared at Chen Ming: "And for your show, I arranged the second one to perform on stage."

“The first show was an old artist’s bel canto solo, and then it was you.”

Chen Ming was stunned.

He didn't expect his order to be so high!

For artists like him who attend the evening party for the first time, generally speaking, the program is arranged in the middle.

Let some veterans lay the groundwork in the front, and then after the new artists come on stage, it will not make people feel abrupt and embarrassing.

But I wish Ping'an didn't do this this time.

He directly brought Chen Ming's program to a very front-line position.

Seeing this, Zhu Ping'an smiled faintly: "Are you a little confused?"

Chen Ming nodded honestly.

Zhu Ping'an crossed his legs and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket: "Do you smoke?"

Chen Ming waved his hand.

Zhu Ping'an lit a cigarette on his own, a little sad: "Actually, you can see that there are less and less audiences watching the New Year's Eve party over the years."

"More than ten years ago, the biggest joy of every household on New Year's Eve was sitting in front of the TV to watch the New Year's Eve party, but now people would rather play with their phones than watch the party."

"Do you know why this is?"

Chen Mingxin has realized something.

In fact, China's New Year's Eve party is similar to that on earth.

In the past, the evening parties were just simple and funny. The Chinese New Year was just a fun thing, and it was the most important thing to make the audience happy.

But now it's different!

The main theme has changed.

In the past, when I sang a pop song and performed a sketch, the audience laughed and finished.

But now we are all taking the sensational route, especially the sketch. The ending must be sensational, and we cannot come to the stage without sensationalism.

In addition, the young and handsome guys are not very famous.

Many viewers feel that they cannot invite young actors to the stage, otherwise they will lower the level of the party.

The plot is forcibly sensational, which makes people embarrassed;

Fresh meat stars were rejected and there was no traffic support.

One is no traffic; two is no new.

As a result, it is normal that fewer and fewer people will watch the New Year’s Eve party.

I wish you an An Anthony is the director of the New Year’s Eve party, but over the years he felt that the job of the party director was becoming increasingly difficult, and even had the idea of ​​retirement.

He couldn't change the conditions of the party.

He couldn't plan a good program either.

Chen Ming heard a heavy helplessness and melancholy from Zhu Ping'an's tone.

I wish you peace is not easy!

"Bada~" Zhu Ping'an took a strong breath of cigarette, and the fire on the cigarette butt was very eye-catching.

"The New Year's Eve party is already like this. If you think about the party at the local area, you may be in a more difficult situation."

This year's New Year's Eve party director is not wishing peace.

Zhu Ping'an voluntarily quit his position as director.

He returned to Yuncheng and took over the New Year's party on Yuncheng Local Channel.

Planning the New Year's party on the director's local channel, I wish Ping An could have great autonomy and even directly arrange which artist to go on stage.

This is how Chen Ming got the opportunity!

However, Chen Ming's joining did not arouse other people's dissatisfaction.

On the contrary, artists from other programs warmly welcomed Chen Ming when they heard the news that he was going to attend the New Year party.

This is the benefit of being hot.

Zhu Ping'an said seriously: "To put it bluntly, I have a crush on the fan traffic you have, and your strength, I hope to bring this year's New Year's Gala to a whole new level."

"You are not a young actor, you are a powerful artist, so your appearance is not considered a violation of the rules of the party."

.........

Although Zhu Ping'an was telling the truth, Chen Ming always felt something was wrong.

He is only twenty-seven!

Why aren't you a young man?!

But then I thought about it,

There are two definitions of young and fresh meat, one is small and the other is fresh.

Small means young, Chen Ming is suitable for the same.

But fresh means fresh appearance. Chen Ming touched his face. Forget it, he is indeed not suitable to be a young man.

"The second time I want to use your popularity to boost the ratings of the party at once."

"The party is actually taking advantage of you."

I wish you peace and honesty.

Chen Ming is a year younger than him, but the way they chat is as honest as if they were between their peers.

What do you say?

I wish Ping'an doesn't like to do things that are open and secret.

If Chen Ming doesn't want to be the second one on stage, then Zhu Ping'an can just transfer his program to the middle, mainly depending on Chen Ming's thoughts.

If it were other artists, I wish Ping An would not make such arrangements.

But Chen Ming, he is different.

What are the most popular artists nowadays?

Chen Ming can definitely rank in the top three.

Chen Ming pondered for a moment: "No problem, I'll be the second one to go to the stage."

In a moment,

I wish you peace and a lot of relief.

He read Chen Ming correctly!


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